You enjoy being the one above, the one that controls, the one that if you squeeze your internal muscles just so it would make him whimper your name and beg for more.
You love it when he begs.
You rise up on your knees until only the head of his cock is still encased in your heat and you pause and wait�
�Sam, please...�
You smile wickedly and wait just a little longer, waiting for him to come down and then you�ll press your weight around and down on him so fast he�ll gasp hard in surprise and grin tightly in the aftermath.
You find it strangely erotic, and feel a deep-seated sense of power, that you are straddling someone who only weeks ago was your superior officer, someone you had platonically shared a tent with, had eaten breakfast with, and had given your mission reports. Someone who was now soaking his sheets with sweat and shuddering under you. Subordinate no longer, you rule.
You know he wants nothing more than to thrust upward, to force you to take even more of him in, but you twirl his nipples in between your fingers as you contract and release your internal muscles to remind him just exactly who�s in charge. You let your head fall back and close your eyes, your hips shifting to the right to complete a slow, agonizing circle, and something primitive and dark arises from your core and spreads outward.
You decide to be benevolent and end this sweet suffering. Thrusting down hard you hold on for dear life as you curl your fingers into his chest hair and speed up your movements until your muscles, and his, are strained to the point of cramping. But you continue, until every nerve pathway feels like it�s on fire, starting at your clit and ending somewhere around the tip of your ears.
You speak finally. �Jack, now��
He reaches down and starts rubbing the base and sides of your clitoris, varying the speed and pressure, location and movement. You always come first and today is no exception as you feel your insides start to twist and pulse, contracting several times until you�re finally sated.
You slide off him and your lips come into contact with his desire; sucking, licking, and jerking until he no longer has the strength to make a sound, you bring him off in a whirlwind of sensation. You shimmy back up and into his arms, sighing as both of you fall into a fitful and relaxed slumber.
They don�t know what it's like.
But you do.
-Fin-